These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Takin' Care of Mom
I remember as a child being very conscious of not stepping on the cracks. Not all the time, of course, but once it was in my conscious mind. I knew it wasn't true, but once I was thinking about it, I couldn't stand to step on a crack. And like Jeffy (or is that Billy) I didn't simply get off the sidewalk and walk in the grass or dirt. No, I continued to hop and skip over the cracks till I knew my mom would be OK, 'cause I didn't step on those cracks!!
So, what was/is your silly obsession? 'Fess up! Share what goofy thing you do!!